Lin Zhan squatted at the entrance of the teleportation gate for a full two hours, not daring to step inside.
Without the protection of the two Ancestors, Chang Ruo and Cao Yu, if Young Master Lin dared to enter any dimension of the undead race, he would be killed instantly.
If he brought the two Ancestors this time, the Corpse Shaman race would definitely be too scared to assassinate them.
An ancient emperor who conferred official positions by bestowing human race destiny was a paramount figure, not only in the present but even in ancient times.
Moreover, Chang Ruo and Cao Yu were two individuals who had slain Divine Race Emperors. Who would dare to face them without being intimidated?
Young Master Lin squatted at the entrance of the teleportation gate, gnawing on a chicken leg while drawing a sand table on the ground.
The young Taoist priest held a chicken leg in his mouth, controlling the barbecue rack, on which sat a roasted chicken missing two legs.
"Brother, have you figured out a plan yet? These are already our seventh roasted chicken. If we keep roasting, I'll puke at the sight of roasted chicken."
Lin Zhan shook his head and said, "What plan can I think of? I don't even know what it's like inside. Unless we find someone to go in and check."
After speaking, Lin Zhan's gaze shifted to Liu Che and Liu Xiu, the two mascots left behind by Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang.
The young Taoist priest followed Lin Zhan's gaze, then nodded excitedly and said,
"Brother, I think this is a good idea. Since one Ancestor is known as the Son of the Plane and the other as the Son of Destiny with full luck, they'll definitely come back in one piece."
Liu Che and Liu Xiu's eyes widened, and they immediately tried to run. What a joke! If they went now, could they still come back alive?
The young Taoist priest excitedly shouted at Tie Lao Si, "Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, capture them."
With a wave of their paws, several Iron-Eating Beasts firmly restrained the two.
"Damn it, these two boys are truly despicable. But your Fourth Master especially likes this kind, hahaha."
When the Iron-Eating Beasts learned of Lin Zhan's plan, they immediately burst into devilish laughter.
Perhaps the Iron-Eating Beast race had inherited something from selling out their brethren, and Lin Zhan selling out the two kings of the Han Dynasty made these Iron-Eating Beasts feel particularly pleased.
Lin Zhan chuckled and said, "Esteemed Ancestors, please rest assured. Since I dare to send you, I will definitely guarantee your safety."
"Get lost, Lin小子. Do we, your elders, not know what you're like? Don't forget who has been guarding you tirelessly in Gao Wu."
Liu Che glared.
Liu Xiu added, "That's right, boy, stop trying to trick this old ancestor. If it weren't dangerous, why wouldn't you go yourself?"
Lin Zhan pouted, "Because I'm a coward, so I don't dare to go. Besides, my small life is more valuable than yours."
"Damn it... you truly are a scoundrel. This old ancestor curses you..."
Listening to Liu Xiu's curse, Young Master Lin pouted, saying dismissively,
"Esteemed Ancestor, don't waste your energy. Our Great Shang burns souls for fun. What are you cursing me for? Moreover, you're still alive, so you can't curse anyway. Even if you die, what then? Don't forget what my brother-in-law's family does."
As Lin Zhan spoke, he took out two sets of inner armor, one chainmail and one scale armor. After some thought, still uneasy, he decided to put the two Xuanwu shells on them.
The young Taoist priest quickly tugged at Lin Zhan's arm, saying, "Brother, forget the Xuanwu shells. They are too expensive, and those Xuanwu race guys don't like to sell them to us."
Lin Zhan thought about it and agreed. He then put a set of Mingguang heavy armor on them.
"Esteemed Ancestors, please rest assured this time. These four sets of armor are all of foundation-level quality, guaranteed to bring you back whole." Su Dan Novel Network
The young Taoist priest then took out two combat belts adorned with more than 10 jade talismans and fastened them onto the two.
"Esteemed Ancestors, these two combat belts have 6 Emperor-level defensive jade talismans, 5 foundation-level defensive jade talismans, and one fixed-point teleportation talisman. The teleportation destination is here. Can you rest assured now?"
Looking at this smiley, plump young man, Ancestors Liu Che and Liu Xiu gritted their teeth in anger. This little fat guy was the most detestable.
Then, the two roared in anger, "Rest assured my ass..."
Before Liu Che could finish, the young Taoist priest waved his hand, and the two mascots of China, Liu Che and Liu Xiu, were thrown into the spatial gate.
Tie Lao Si patted his bear paws and said, "These two boys are so whiny. It's just going to the undead race to scout the enemy's situation, why all the fuss?"
The young Taoist priest nodded in agreement, "Exactly, exactly. Isn't this just a mouse having a backache, a trivial matter?"
Indeed, less than two minutes later, two screams echoed from the void.
Two battered figures, protected by the light of the fixed-point teleportation talisman, fell out of the void.
Lin Zhan and the others exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
"Damn it, with so much protection, they were driven out so quickly? This is not scientific."
The young Taoist priest squatted on the ground, poking the almost burnt Emperor Liu Xiu of Han with a small wooden stick.
"Ow, damn it, don't poke me, it really hurts."
Liu Xiu waved his hand, groaning.
The young Taoist priest casually threw the wooden stick, hitting Liu Che on the head, and quickly shouted,
"Medic, medic, come quickly to save them! Check if they can still be saved. If not, kill them early to save money."
Hua Shi Jiu quickly brought over an Emperor-level alchemist he had hired at a high price from the Shen Nong race.
The white-bearded old man from the Shen Nong race examined the two Han kings while shaking his head helplessly.
Lin Zhan shivered and exchanged a look with Tie Lao Si, then quickly asked, "Esteemed Grandfather, how are these two Ancestors from the Liu family? Are they beyond saving?"
The white-bearded old man was stunned and said, "They can be saved. What? Are you afraid of paying medical fees and want me to kill them? Let me tell you, I won't do anything that goes against medical ethics... unless you pay more."
Hearing that they could be saved, Lin Zhan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then said to the old man,
"Since they can be saved, why are you shaking your head?"
The old man said innocently, "I'm shaking my head because if you had sent these two patients here five minutes later, I would have been off work. Wouldn't that have saved me some trouble?"
Then the old man turned to Hua Shi Jiu and said,
"Disciple, feed these two boys a Life Rebirth Pill each and spray their wounds with Hundred Flowers Dew. They were burned by the phosphorescent fire of the Undead Mage race. It's nothing serious."
"However, why are these two foolish boys so slow-witted for being at the King level? You two King-level ants actually dared to provoke more than 20 Emperor-level undead mages. It's a miracle you weren't instantly blown to bits."
Lin Zhan muttered in bewilderment, "Damn it, over twenty foundation-level undead mages. This war is going to be tough."